Chapter 106: Volume 1, Chapter 106: Demon Lord x Nine-Tailed Fox x Righteous Sect Leader (11)

She stretched, looked around, but didn't see Hu Xiu Bai's figure.

"Where did the male lead go?" she couldn't help asking.

777 said: "The demon race invaded; the male lead, along with the sect's elders and disciples, went forth to exterminate demons."

It's still the male lead who's miserable; he practiced sword all night, hadn't rested a moment, and the demon race began invading.

Jiang Zhi stepped out of the Palace Gate and gazed outward.

"Has Fu Xue left seclusion?"

777: "Not yet; this is an attack launched on their own by those demon kings of the demon race."

The Demon Lord had been in seclusion training for ten years; some of the Ten Great Demon Kings had already been restless. Yesterday, the news that Hu Xiu Bai had entered the Great Ascension spread throughout the Three Realms, and upon hearing it, they immediately gathered the demon army to attack.

Jiang Zhi had waited enough here; she wanted to take her sword and leave the sect.

Before she could even step off the Main Peak, the sword beneath her feet wobbled and then fell downward.

Jiang Zhi, sore in the waist and back from falling onto her buttocks, stared fixedly at the barrier enveloping the whole Main Peak and muttered, "Did Hu Xiu Bai set up this barrier before leaving?"

777: "Yes."

Not only did he set up the barrier, but he also concealed all of the Host's aura.

Jiang Zhi: "Totally awful."

777 hesitated: "... Host, the antagonist Fu Xue is about to leave seclusion; when he does, he'll personally come to watch the excitement and, by the way, punish those few demon kings."

So, she must leave now.

"I understand." Jiang Zhi narrowed her eyes at that layer of barrier, and based on her memory, she gradually tried to find a way to break it.

After trying over a thousand times, the barrier finally had a sliver of a gap.

She felt joy rise to her brows, persevered, and chanted the spell formula.

The barrier split open an opening for her to leave; Jiang Zhi took flight on her sword and flew toward the battlefield at top speed.

"Hu Xiu Bai, Hu Xiu Bai, today is your day of death!"

Everywhere they are enemies of the demon race; if it weren't for him, this world would long ago have been in their grasp.

The bombastic demon king is one of the Ten Great Demon Kings of the demon race, Yan Mo; beside him are two others: one is the Red Demon, the other the Jealous Demon.

Any single demon king could turn a sect into a purgatory.

Hu Xiu Bai had just broken through; his spiritual power was insufficient to face those three.

He could only stall for time awaiting reinforcements.

Hu Xiu Bai's expression was blank; he glanced at them lightly, showing no fear.

His calm demeanor enraged Yan Mo to the point of uncontrollable anger; he drew his blade and charged at him.

"Let me fight him alone; none of you intervene."

Blade light and sword shadow, Hu Xiu Bai's sword qi was swift as lightning; every move carried an unstoppable killing intent.

Yan Mo quickly fell to the disadvantage, retreating step by step.

Suddenly.

A terrifying pressure that covered the heavens and earth enveloped the entire mountain peak; disciples of various sects below the Transformation God stage could not withstand the pressure and fainted.

Hu Xiu Bai chanted a barrier spell, sealing off the dreadful pressure from outside.

"It is the demon race's Demon Lord Fu Xue!!"

"He wasn't supposed to be in seclusion? Why is he appearing here??"

Upon seeing the figure hovering in midair, the disciples' faces showed fear.

The immense and mighty power made one's blood run cold.

Yan Mo's body stiffened abruptly; he didn't dare turn his head, and upon sensing that aura, he dared not move at all.

This attack was initiated by him, not by the Demon Lord's direct command.

What kind of person is Demon Lord Fu Xue? The demon race knows well: decisive in killing, outwardly gentle, yet inwardly more brutal and ferocious than anything.

The two demon kings behind him had already dropped to their knees, their bodies trembling uncontrollably, not daring to utter a sound.

A man in snow robes hovered in the air, tall and slender, he gave them a faint sideways glance, his eyelids slightly lifting.

In an instant, the two kneeling demon kings turned into black smoke, their demon souls scattering.

The demon army that had followed also vanished without a trace.

Seeing this, Yan Mo's courage shattered; he abruptly turned and fled at top speed.

He must escape!

He cannot die!

But before he could get away, the man in snow robes appeared before him, fingers slightly curling.

It was as if a hand from the void had tightly gripped Yan Mo's neck; his legs jerked violently, his face drained of color, his eyes bulging.

No… no……

"Lord… lord… I… I did it all… for the demon race…"

The black-haired man's snow robes fluttered, pure and transcendent; myriad golden glints shone upon his peerlessly handsome face, lending him an aura like a god's, while the demonic patterns spreading from the corners of his eyes flickered light and dark, wrapping him in a chilling sense of danger.

All that could be seen was his slight smile, his voice low and melodious like a zither: "I, the Venerable One, most dislike demons acting on their own."

"And what's more, you are hopelessly stupid."

In an instant, Yan Mo vanished from the world.

Those below trembled with fear.

With such terrifying power, killing them would be effortless.

Even with Hu Xiu Bai present, it would be of no avail.

The cultivation world is doomed.

Huo Xiu Bai furrowed his brows, tightly staring at the Demon Lord of the Demon race who acted as he pleased.

Ten years ago he was punished by the Heavenly Dao, but he never thought he would make a comeback so soon.

He had been cultivating in seclusion in the Demon Realm; these ten years seemed to have restored peace, with no demonic chaos, and the Demon race seemed to have vanished from the Three Realms.

Huo Xiu Bai knew his strength was inferior to his, but no matter what, he could not let him bring calamity upon the world.

After Fu Xue killed all the Yama, he didn't even glance at them, turned and left.

This shocked everyone, lest he return again.

Huo Xiu Bai gripped his long sword tightly, stared at the spot where the man had disappeared, and pressed his thin lips together.

He really couldn't fathom the Demon Lord Fu Xue's thoughts, but cultivation was urgent.

He had to become stronger.

Fu Xue, who had just left the sect's mountain peak, hadn't been flying on his sword for long when he suddenly stopped.

He turned his head, his peripheral vision catching a certain spot behind him, and a voice as gentle as soft rain spoke softly.

"If you don't come out, I'll strip your fox fur."

Jiang Zhi's tiger-like body shuddered, and he hurriedly flew out from the hidden place.

She met the man's gaze.

Unlike when he was blind ten years ago, the man's pair of extremely beautiful pupils were deep and dark, like an ancient well that seemed bottomless.

Jiang Zhi was betting, betting that although he had forgotten himself, he would at least not kill her directly.

"Do you still remember what happened ten years ago?"

The girl asked softly, probing, her long eyelashes trembling silently, her face showing no fear, she stared straight at him.

This, however, made Fu Xue feel surprised.

After hearing her words clearly, Fu Xue's figure suddenly appeared before her.

"Ten years ago?"

Jiang Zhi shrank his neck, avoiding his sharp gaze that seemed to want to see through her.

After pondering, she slowly said: "Ten years ago, you married me, but not long after, you disappeared."

Speaking, her words carried resentment.

"You clearly said you would take care of me for life, why go back on your word? If you didn't want to marry, you shouldn't have agreed in the first place."

Fu Xue's pupils flickered slightly, and a hint of a smile appeared on his lips.

"Do you know who I am?"

Jiang Zhi raised his brow, trying his best to ignore the dangerous aura emanating from him.

"I only know you are my husband."